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So no matter how hard I tried to win you, you never touched me. "Well, congratulations. You're free now." With that, I shut off my phone, leaned back in my seat in exhaustion, and drifted off to sleep. … Meanwhile, in Moon Goddess Church, Alaric surveyed the final decorations with a rare mix of tension and anticipation in his chest. Five years ago, he owed me a proper mating ceremony, courtesy of his mysophobia. He knew I had endured my fair share of hardship for the past five years. He'd planned to use our fifth anniversary as a chance to gather the pack and crown me as his only Luna in a grand mating ceremony everyone would remember.

My hand froze mid-cut as I was slicing her steak. My brain went numb. My vision blurred. "What?" My lips trembled as I forced the word out. "That night with Ryan five years ago. I got pregnant." Jessica didn't hold anything back. She even let out a small sigh of relief as she said it. "It's better that you know. I've been tired of hiding it for five years." I didn't know what to do with myself. I turned to my mother-in-law.

A massive emerald, ringed by a halo of diamonds, sparkled in the candlelight. I shivered when his fingertips grazed my neck. “Perfect,” he whispered in my ear. “Like it was made for you.” I raised my champagne glass, trying to hide my racing heart. Orion sat across from me, his gray eyes burning into mine, threatening to melt me. It had been five years since I was reborn. Five years I’d spent by his side. I was his secret. His only woman. I knew he didn’t do marriage. But the way he looked at me, the way he made love to me… it made me hope. It made me dream that he would ask me to be his wife.

No matter how vivid a story once was, it would eventually become a part of the past. I closed my eyes. This time, the image that came to mind was no longer of Julian's clear, cool eyes on that snowy mountain.

The whole place felt quiet and empty. I had brought Justin here once before, wanting him to see the home I grew up in. However, he thought it was too cold and lifeless, so he didn’t want to stay long. Yet, compared to Dad’s new house, I thought this place still felt warmer. After Mom passed away, my stepmother showed up with her daughter. Not long after, Dad and she had a son together. Just like that, the small family Dad and I once had turned into a household of five. He was no longer just my dad, and that home was no longer just mine.

I am happy because before we leave this place, we will bury the happy memories of the past. The story that failed will continue again and this time, it will be given a happy ending. I am Zariya Serein Cortez, an ordinary student from the modern world who was stranded a few decades ago. - END - Today I am about to close the book about my journey to the Kingdom of Norland.

He whispered. I sat on the ledge of the window, my eyes scanning the book I held in my hands A history of Cambiador. It was a stifling warm night, and I had the window open as I read about my family’s history and reign of the kingdom. The moon was full and almost at its peak and the light breeze cooled me down some. I was having a hard time concentrating on the print, my thoughts wandering to a certain cat called Crimson, then my promise to my grandfather. I should have never agreed to stay for another month. I could have been on the road to MacTire by now.

Enzo’s POV Joy, love, and happiness that was what I felt the moment she walked into my office, she looked so beautiful that I could hardly recognize her. It’s been five years since she left me and those five years were hell. When I saw her at the feast, I knew she looked so familiar but I couldn’t place her and then I dug in that night and I found out she was my Camilla. I had no intention of letting her leave me again. Raising our five-year-old boy without a mother had been hard, I was there every step of the way for him and gave him all he wanted and needed.

Once I stepped out of the restaurant and into the fresh air, the pressure in my chest finally eased. Five years ago, when I found out I was pregnant, I was so thrilled. I was ready to register as mates with Aiden. Sadly, the moment I stepped into the city hall, he shoved me out. "Janine’s pregnant," he’d said. "She doesn’t have any other family in the pack. If she doesn’t register with someone, the elders will exile her. Let her have the baby first. After that, I’ll dissolve the bond with her and mark you."

"No matter what happened, Camille is pregnant now. You shouldn't have pushed her." At that moment, news arrived that the painting had made it to the competition's finals, with a high likelihood of winning first prize. A glimmer of undisguised joy crossed his face—a look I hadn't seen even once in our five years of marriage. In a low voice, I asked him, "Why is Camille's painting identical to mine?" His body tensed briefly before he regained his usual composure. "It must be a coincidence," he said lightly. "Perhaps her style is just similar to yours…"